You wake up, dazed and confused. You look around you. There is evidence of a plane crash and bodies littered all over the beach. The Sun's rays blind your eyes and you shield them from the light.

"Where am I?" You wonder.

Suddenly, it all comes back to you, in a barrage of sad, depressing and chaotic flashbacks. You boarded PacificAir flight 246 at San Francisco International Airport, and you were going on a tour of Australia with your close friends, Taylor, Anne, Veronica, your crush Miranda, your sister Andrea, Thomas, Walt, Paolo, and your crush's over protective step-brother, Bigby. You boarded the plane, unaware of what was going to happen, and settled into your seat.

You sat next to Anne, your closest and dearest friend. She went practically everywhere with you, regardless of how sinful, dangerous or disgusting it was. You once thought that she had a crush on you, but you found that you were mistaken when you walked in on her having sex with Paolo. Still, you found that she was still very attractive. Her hair was light brown, and her eyes were a bright shade of green. She was playful at heart, and was known to be immature and always happy. She is 18 (like the rest of you) and stands at 5'6.

Across the aisle were Thomas and Walt, the police officers. They were best friends and their families were some of the most important people in North America. Thomas had tan skin, striking grey eyes and a silver earring on his left ear. He wore a ring his mother gave to him on his left index finger. His mother was killed in a violent incident involving a gang. Thomas joined the police force in order to track down and kill those gang members. Walt was Thomas's childhood friend who was, coincidentally, the investigator leading the investigation against said gang. The two have bonded ever since. Walt stands at 5'9 and walks with a visible limp. He has silver hair and has a tattoo of a compass rose on his right arm. His skin is pale and he has brown eyes.

Behind you were Taylor, your crush Miranda and your dear sister Andrea. You did not know Taylor very well. You only knew that she was your sister's best friend and that she and Veronica were in a lesbian relationship. She was short, standing at a meager 5'3. She has brown hair, brown eyes and small breasts. Though she was short, you still found her cute. Your crush, on the other hand, was the apple of your eye. She stood at 5'8 and wore urban clothing, mainly denim shorts and black tops. She had very pretty black eyes and light brown hair. She wore a silver necklace and a white watch. She had breasts that were perfect according to your tastes, and she had the personality you had always looked for in a girl. Unfortunately, you couldn't really ask for a date with her because of her over protective step brother, Bigby. Seated beside her was your sister, Andrea. Though you never really took the time to get to know her, you could say for sure that she was a good person.

Right, that should do it. The other characters will be introduced later on.

You pull your extendable table forward as the stewardess passes out free drinks and snacks. You order a whiskey and Anne orders water. The stewardess hands you the whiskey and passes a cup of water to Anne. You chug down your glass of whiskey and you fall asleep with Anne's head resting on your shoulder. You look again. She's practically hugging you right now. You sleep for a good two hours or so when you are awakened by something unpleasant.